Yang Fei was somewhat surprised.

He had just realized that Young Master Ming Tai, who had always been aloof and reclusive,

must have had a tremendously unimaginable power behind him.

Not to mention the far-reaching implications, just the precision of this intelligence operation alone was not to be underestimated.

Uncle Yu seemed to have seen through Yang Fei's thoughts.

He smiled, saying nothing.

Inside the Liu Nong Coffee Shop in Yannan City,

Xue Mingtai was dressed in a pristine casual suit, exuding grace and elegance.

In his arms, he cradled a snow-white, splendid cat.

The breed of this cat was unknown, its eyes unusually large, the pupils sparkling with a golden gleam.

Its fine fur formed swirling patterns, giving it a lazy and leisurely appearance.

Beside Xue Mingtai, the young lady Ye Zi was gently peeling fresh lychees for him.

The lychee juice overflowed, staining Ye Zi's spring onion-like fingers red.

Ye Zi also belonged to a family of elite offspring.

Yet, for love, she willingly performed these servile tasks, without resentment or regret.

Ye Zi giggled softly, carefully deseeding each round lychee and placing them into Xue Mingtai's mouth,

Xue Mingtai's eyes were slightly squinted, serenely resting.

Suddenly, an indescribable oppressive force transmitted over.

It was like a great avalanche thundering down.

Xue Mingtai abruptly opened his eyes, his back stiffened upright.

The white cat in his arms, sensing the aura emitted by Xue Mingtai, meowed sharply.

At that moment, the door to the room opened, and Uncle Yu respectfully ushered Yang Fei inside.

In just a moment, Xue Mingtai had regained his composure.

He sized up Yang Fei, his lips curling into an appreciative smile.

"Yang Fei, your trip to Mount Everest seems to have been quite productive," he said.

Yang Fei appeared humble and polite, yet his face betrayed a smug expression,

"Not at all, just one step away from Strength Transformation, I still need guidance from Brother Mingtai," he replied.

Xue Mingtai was about to respond with a slight smile,

when he noticed a vast and profound aura emanating from Yang Fei.

Xue Mingtai shuddered, "You... you've actually mastered Elephant Extreme?"

As soon as he spoke, even Uncle Yu looked nervously at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei smiled nonchalantly, "Not really mastered."

"Just a trivial matter that gave me a little insight into Elephant Extreme," he added.

"You..."

Xue Mingtai's eyes widened, too shocked to speak.

Elephant Extreme was one of the Nine Extremes.

Over the years, Xue Mingtai had been diligently practicing and studying it,

But despite his brilliant talents and abilities,

he had yet to have an epiphany or breakthrough.

Disheartened, Xue Mingtai had then passed on Elephant Extreme to Yang Fei.

He never imagined that Yang Fei would gain insight so effortlessly,

as if it were as simple as water flowing into a channel.

Yang Fei looked at Xue Mingtai and was also somewhat surprised.

In his memory, Young Master Ming Tai had always been indifferent and elegant, his emotions never showing.

It seemed as though there was nothing in the world that could concern him,

Yet his mere insight into the first layer of Elephant Extreme had shocked him so deeply.

Yang Fei thought to himself.

"If Xue Mingtai knew that I had also mastered Extreme Tiger and Turtle Extreme, would it scare him to death?"

When Shou Jing Gong entrusted Extreme Tiger and Turtle Extreme to Yang Fei, he made him promise a thousand times

not to disclose it to anyone, not even to close friends or relatives, and to absolutely keep it under wraps.

Xue Mingtai's face showed a bizarre expression, both disheartened and invigorated at the same time.

This mix of emotions alternated across his face, puzzling to onlookers.

After a long while, he finally sighed deeply.

Xue Mingtai said lightly, "Indeed, everyone has their destiny, myriad matters cannot be forced."

He slowly sat down, regaining his graceful and elegant demeanor, his tone desolate and indifferent.

"I was worried that in the arena battle three months from now, you wouldn't be able to defeat Golden Buddha. Now, it seems I was overly concerned."

Yang Fei gave a wry smile, "Brother Mingtai, you think too highly of me."

"Although I have stolen the Heavenly Secret and made progress in Martial Arts, I have not yet broken through the Strength Transformation. I don't really have a chance against Golden Buddha."

Xue Mingtai chuckled, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

"If you can break through to Elephant Extreme, you will be able to experience the Power of the Earth and connect with your own Essence Qi."

"By then, you will possess the Dragon Elephant Great Strength. Although Golden Buddha is profound in Martial Arts, he won't be able to contend against the Elephant Extreme."

At this point, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Of course, I have only heard others mention this realm, I cannot experience it myself. Congratulations to you."

Yang Fei sighed, his face clouded with worry.

"I can sense the Power of the Earth, but it is just a Martial Dao state of mind, not a real acquisition of power."

"This doesn't really help increase my actual strength. Defeating Golden Buddha will not be easy."

Xue Mingtai nodded.

He beckoned Yang Fei to sit down, then he hugged the white cat again, his tone indifferent.

"In fact, you have already grasped the Martial Dao True Meaning of Elephant Extreme, breaking through Strength Transformation is just a matter of time."

As he spoke, he took out a yellowed booklet from his bosom and handed it to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei glanced at the booklet's cover, which bore several Sanskrit characters.

The ink of the characters had faded, clearly very old.

Yang Fei was puzzled, "This is..."

Xue Mingtai explained from the side, "This is a Kung Fu technique from the Yan Ru Scripture, called Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand."

"If you can master it, dealing with Golden Buddha won't be a big problem."

"Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand?"

Yang Fei felt this name was incredibly familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Muddled and chaotic memories flashed through his mind again.

Then, everything returned to blankness.

While they spoke, Ye Zi and Uncle Yu sat on the side, both remained silent.

Xue Mingtai watched Yang Fei spacing out.

He smiled faintly, warmth flashed through his eyes.

"This name feels very familiar, doesn't it?"

He sighed,

"Go back and ponder it well. In a month, I'll send someone to pick you up."

Yang Fei nodded.

Unable to restrain his curiosity, he blurted out,

"Young Master Mingtai, were we good friends before?"

"Why are you so kind to me?"

Yang Fei anxiously grasped his head.

"I have lost all my past memories."

"Many things, many people, I cannot remember, and it feels terrible."

Xue Mingtai smiled as he looked at Yang Fei,

"Of course, we were good friends. You took good care of me in the past, and now I am merely returning the favor."

"Your memory will come back one day, don't worry about that."

Yang Fei listened to him speak indistinctly,

knowing that Xue Mingtai, like his master, probably wouldn't tell him the truth either.

And much of it, they probably didn't know themselves.

He sighed, his expression somewhat desolate.

Xue Mingtai didn't say much more; he bid farewell to Yang Fei.

Before leaving, Xue Mingtai seemed to want to say something.

In the end, he just sighed, patted Yang Fei's shoulder, and left.

Ye Zi and Uncle Yu also bid farewell to Yang Fei and left with Xue Mingtai.

Yang Fei stood there dumbfounded, feeling utterly lost.

What he didn't know was that something major had happened at Longyuan Villa.

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